At the beginning of the fourth round of the game, when there was another bet, as the number of players decreased, the amount of bets became more and more, and tens of thousands of credits were thrown down like beans. There are quite a few bets on each raise.

Ye Chen's fight is one hundred and seventy-five, and it has not passed too early, but the appearance of the crowd in the field is still very infectious, and those powerful people are becoming more and more prominent, making this game more interesting.

Even Ye Chen is considered to be a person with great potential because he has won three games in a row, of course, Ye Chen is still very controversial, the third round of the game is suspected of being faked, but this is only a thousand miles away, even if it is fake, it will not be strictly investigated.

If it is less than 100, then once it is found that it is a fake fight, it will definitely be banned for violating the rules of the game, and the ranking obtained will also be canceled.

After every game, Ye Chen's internal force was almost consumed, but after the recovery, the internal force became more refined, and the red panda had been lying on Ye Chen's shoulder in these games, except for the wind chime, the others were basically lying on their stomachs.

At the end of another round of competition, Ye Chen slowly stood up and walked towards the lifting where he was, the surrounding audience was still shouting enthusiastically, cheering, and when he walked on the lift, he also heard more shouts.

Let yourself cheer, I hope I win, this time most of them are on their side, Ye Chen is a little strange, it stands to reason that at least half of these people support the other party's players, isn't the strength of the other party's players?

When Ye Chen's opponent came up, Ye Chen knew what was going on, the other party was a young man from the mortal realm, his face was pale, and he limped when he walked up, but even so, the other party still did not give up the game.

Then Ye Chen heard the conversation of the audience below, "It's not bad that Ding Long can hold on here, the cultivation of the Fan Chen Realm has defeated two Innate Realm powerhouses in a row, and the potential is absolutely huge." ”

"En, that is, with the cultivation of the mortal realm, the two innate realms of Lianke, except for Feng Wushuang, Feng Xuelian, Luo Tian, Qiu Luan, those only a few people, there is only the current Ding Long, but look at it like this, Ding Long has also come to an end. ”

"The main reason is that the last game was too intense, although Ding Long won, but it was only a miserable victory, if it weren't for the good strength of the guy named Cheng Mei in the last game, this one is really hard to say. ”

"In the last game, I pressed that guy called Cheng Mei, and I lost 3,000 credits. Someone complained.

"Hehe, you can crush Ding Long to win this game. ”

"Damn, do you think I'm **, it's all clear who wins and who loses, I still press Ding Longsheng, I want to press you. ”

"This is not necessarily, if Ding Long has any tricks that have not been performed, he will knock Ye Chen down at once, it will be cool, you must know that this game is a loss of five, if Ding Long wins, it will be five times the credit." ”

"If you want to go down, whoever goes down, I'd rather win this fifth than bet that five times, the odds are too small. ”

Ye Chen listened to these conversations, enough to understand what the unstable young man in front of him had experienced, and Ye Chen somewhat admired this young man for still insisting on walking up the ring, but there was only that.

"Can you still compete??" Ye Chen said as he looked at Ding Long opposite.

"Don't worry, at least you can still strike a blow!" Ding Long knew what the other party meant, if he couldn't compete, then admit defeat, anyway, it was not a shame, being able to enter the top two thousand, especially when he was in the mortal realm, it was enough to make people proud.

But a game is a game, and it has never been a matter of losing his life in the game, failing in the game, and not giving up directly, at least for Ding Long, holding a golden long sword in his hand, Ding Long stood up straight.

A momentum suddenly burst out, and the sharp Cheng Dù even Ye Chen was surprised, the sword qi displayed by the other party had a strong sense of sharpness, different from his own sharpness, the other party's sharpness had a golden light in it.

The other party was actually metallic, this was Ye Chen's first impression, and without giving Ye Chen too much thought, Ding Long's golden long sword with a golden sword aura turned into a golden light and flashed in front of Ye Chen.

Ding Long only had a chance to strike, and after one blow, no matter whether he won or lost, Ding Long did not have the strength to strike again, and Ding Long, who turned into a golden sword, went towards Ye Chen with a sharp sword aura, and under the blow of sacrificing his life, he didn't know how Ye Chen dodged.

Ye Chen didn't dodge, in the face of this seriously injured teenager, if he wanted to dodge, it was contempt for the other party, although Ye Chen sometimes didn't care about this, but for such a persistent person, Ye Chen still felt that he would give the other party a fair chance to play.

The spirit killing in Ye Chen's hand emitted black and white sword qi, the same sharpness, but Ye Chen's sharpness was different from the other party's sharpness, this was its own sharpness, there was no metallicness, just the sharpness of the sword qi itself.

The black and white sword qi formed a huge sword qi, and the sword qi formed a shield to protect Ye Chen's body, this is the ligature of the sword of Jiuyao, in the face of such a persistent teenager, Ye Chen's way of showing respect is also very chic.

Using his strongest defense to resist the opponent's strongest blow, although he was ready in his heart, the young man's blow still shocked Ye Chen's heart, and the sharp golden sword was with a special sharpness.

This sharpness made Ye Chen's black and white sword qi seem to be irresistible, but it was just like that, the solidity of the black and white sword qi was beyond Ding Long's imagination, when the golden sword light came into contact with the black and white sword qi.

The powerful defense displayed by the black and white sword qi made Ding Long feel like he couldn't attack it no matter what, although the sharp golden long sword was slowly advancing, it seemed to be stuck in a quagmire, and the resistance encountered was extremely huge.

There was no loud noise like a bang, the black and white sword qi and the golden sword qi were glued together, and more of the golden sword qi was trapped in the black and white sword qi.

Two long swords, one narrow and one wide, the narrow golden sword qi was like entering the scabbard, yes, Ye Chen's black and white sword qi was like a scabbard, wrapping the golden long sword little by little.